The No Ringgit Traveler

My sixth sense something.

Was it just me or was it i was paranoid?

Since yesterday i feel restless. Unnecessary nervous. Or in malay we call it 'tak sedap hati' or direct transaltion will sounds like..(pause)...(still pausing and thinking and scratching my head)..

OK. Frankly speaking i dont know how to explain that in English but one thing for sure it's not a good feeling. It's like a prophecy that i'll be foreseeing something bad going to happen.

I've been touching wood for many time. In hope that i'll be safe tonight and for next eight days.

REASON.

I'm not really sure what makes me feel this way. I try to figure out but i can't find it. Could it be i'm travelling to the Kingdom of Tonga, a country in Pacific Island?

Well, it might be it. I mean Tonga is something foreign to me. I hardly know about this country and only aware of it once i'm in Auckland.

SUPERSTITIOUS.

My paranoia continue at work. I went to see Maria, tell her how i feel now. She started to look worry because of my unnecessary worry. I told her in Malaysia if someone acting weird, quite- it means that he or she will die. I don't want to die!

But she suggesting me to call my parent. Yeah of course i will do it once i finish work.

i told her again, this '6th sense feeling' give me hint that something going to happen to me but not to my family and friends.

PRAYER.

"Come see me at 12:50pm. I'll pray for you" Maria.

OK. She's Christian and she want to pray for my safety forsake of humanity. I don't see any problem with that.

But from my part, frankly, i hardly hold my palm together and pray asking something from Allah. Call me a typical liberal muslim, but yes i feel like doing it now.

I printed out the do'a from Selangor Mufti website. Something for the soul to start the journey tonight.

Pray to god.

Cross my finger.

Touch wood.

Hope nothing going to happen while i'm away in Nuku Alofa.

Amin.